What do we do when our only home is dying? When that death is not peaceful or natural, but deliberate, protracted and violent? When those committing the murder will not look in a mirror, but instead, look for excuses and scapegoats?
We can put our fingers in dikes. We can look sideways instead of up, fighting each other over crumbs, allowing dwindling resources to go to the highest bidder or the most brutal thug. We can put inconvenient truths on an ice floe and shove them out to sea. Or, we can recognize the climate emergency as a level of threat requiring us all to heed the better angels of our nature, if they can be located. Read more…